Enis - Memory Share

[blindpuppet]

CW: mplied attempted suicide as a child, blood, captivity.

[The room is dark, the walls fading into endless shadow making the size of the room appear both contained and never-ending. A distributing feeling settles in the pit of your stomach, like cold ice sliding down your throat and into your stomach. It should be refreshing like a drink of water but instead… it burns. Frosty daggers piercing within as a red hot heat gathers at the wrist and burns up the inside of your arms.

Your eyes are closed and will not open. Your mouth opens but the scream is silent.

Darkness fades before the same room appears around you. It pulls into focus and detail as your eyes finally open. A soft glow of a screen floods the room in soft blue light. The room is nearly empty. A small bookshelf is pressed against the far wall and next to that, a door. The vision is from the bed as it fades in and out of focus.

Your hands are small, a child..., and pale.

Along each wrist is a thick well-wrapped bandage and the bed… even in the darkness, you can see it… stained dark red. There is too much blood but here you are.

The small hands push against the mattress, swinging small legs over the edge. The child is barefoot, wearing a white dress that looks like a hospital gown. The souls of her feet burn from the cold floor as she steps towards the computer. There is a pen there and the tiny hands reach for it. In a blur of motion, the pen is brought down on the bandage, piercing into the tiny arm. Then something stops you. It is as if you have no control and when you scream again, there is no sound.

The door bursts open with furry and anger directed towards you. The light is blinding and you shrink away, noticing then that hot tears burn down small childish cheeks. The tears trail to the edge of your lips and the faint taste of copper rolls over the tongue. Blood.

It is blinding in the light. You shrink away but soon you feel someone grabbing you; large strong hands.

It is terrifying.

Through all the chaos, only one thing can be heard. A name. Your name.

Enis.